I spent the summer of 1987 in Oxford, England. I was 15 years old and I was sent there to ‘perfect my English’ with a group of teens. I did very little studying and lots of partying. Being my first Transatlantic trip, it fully opened my eyes and mind. That trip may have been the spark that lit my travel fire. In 2007 I had the … Continue reading Oxford, England. Then and then.